In fact, they experienced that kind of fear of him which a person might be supposed to feel in the case of a spirit; and this is not surprising when we consider the period in which they lived.
Be this as it may, his mother got up the old carriage once more and set out on her journey to Cockle Hall--her head filled with many an iniquitous design, and her heart with fraud and deceit.

On reaching Cockle Hall she was ushered to the withdrawing-room, where she found his lordship in the self-same costume which we have already described.

Miss Eiddle was in her own room, so that she had the coast clear--which was precisely what she wanted.
"Well, Mrs.Lindsay, I'm glad to see you.

How do you do, madam?
Is your son with you ?" he added, shaking hands with her.
"No, my lord." "O! an embassadress, then ?" "Something in that capacity, my lord." "Then I must be on my sharps, for I am told you are a keen one.

But tell me--do you sleep with one eye open, as I do ?" "Indeed, my lord," she replied, laughing, "I sleep as other people do, with both eyes shut." "Well, then, what's your proposal ?--and, mark me, I'm wide awake." "By all accounts, my lord, you have seldom been otherwise.